"Well, guys in love are a little insane. I think that's part of the definition." He regarded her for a moment before a grin crept across his lips. "Besides, not every guy likes ..." he trailed off, unsure how to phrase it. "Well, the chase is part of it. A big part of it. If there's no chase, the ... end result isn't ..." he trailed off and sighed before he laughed quietly. "There's no way I can phrase that that makes it sound good.
"What I'm gettin' as is that ... sometimes they like a challenge. A partner, an equal. Not a simpering thing that just ... is, and doesn't do much on her own."
Logan nodded, but refrained from any other comment about the relationship tangle, such as it was.
"They could be farther back. Cows wander. Just 'cause we don't see any shelters doesn't mean there aren't any." Though he supposed that was a tenuous argument at best. Jaime had said she'd explored the place pretty well the first time they'd been through and hadn't seen anything but cows. It didn't matter either way; they were just chatting, theorizing, hypothesizing.
"I don't know," he replied honestly. "I haven't experimented with it that much. Maybe that's the case." Though he kind of thought the train would take a sadistic sort of pleasure in letting everyone and their cousin find the room if someone wanted to be alone.